Rebirth 09: Starting from taking charge of Running Man on CCTV

At the slope.

Deng Chao and Chen He rushed forward almost simultaneously.

Without hesitation, the two took seven or eight steps back to create running distance.

Deng made the first move.

He was covered in mud, his bare feet slapping the ground with a loud "slap slap," and he accelerated with three steps, lowering his body as he charged up the slope.

When I reached about a third of the way, my feet started to slip.

But he kept going.

Still propelled by momentum, he used the last bit of speed to leap upwards and grab the rope with his right hand.

I've got it.

My hands were covered in mud and soapy water, making them incredibly slippery.

But the granular texture of the mud actually gave him a little grip.

He gripped tightly, stomping his feet as he pulled himself up step by step.

Chen and He started running at almost the same time.

He's already been up there once, so he knows the rhythm.

A running start, a sprint down the slope, leaping to the top, reaching for the rope...

Caught.

But my palms were sweaty, mixed with soapy water, and slippery as if I had caught a live loach.

He had just clenched his fist when his fingers slid down two inches, and he felt a sudden weight lift off his body.

"hiss……"

He quickly clenched his fingers, his knuckles turning white, barely managing to steady himself.

Two meters away, Deng Chao had already started climbing up.

The two of them pulled on the rope and climbed up almost at the same time.

Deng Chao's advantage became fully apparent at this moment.

The mud on his body mixed with the soapy water on the slope, creating a little bit of friction.

not much.

But it's enough.

With each step he took, his foot would barely stay in place for half a second.

Within half a second, the arm exerted force and pulled upwards.

One step. Two steps. Three steps.

The rope has reached its end.

Chen He was different.

His lower back felt cold.

Although he was able to put his pants back on, the morbid feeling of being stared at by the entire audience for his cactus-patterned underwear lingered in his mind like a thorn that he couldn't shake off.

His hands were shaking.

My legs are shaking too.

It's not from being tired.

My mentality has completely collapsed.

My hands weren't muddy, but they were covered in sweat and soapy water. Every time I pulled on the rope, it slipped down half an inch.

He struggled to push upwards, his feet spinning on the slippery slope, taking three pushes to reach the top.

"Go Hehe! Don't worry about your pants!" Zheng Kai shouted from below.

Chen He turned and glanced at him, his eyes filled with accusation.

Why are you bringing it up?

He gritted his teeth and kept pulling on the rope to climb up; he was almost at the end of the rope.

But Deng Chao had already arrived.

The moment Deng loosened the rope, he shot upwards.

Fingers gripped the edge of the top of the slope.

I managed to hold on for a bit.

They climbed up.

He lay on the top of the slope, panting heavily.

Reach out and grab the golden bell.

"bite--!"

The crisp sound echoed throughout the track.

"good!!!"

On the red team's side, Deng Chao's teammates all went wild.

Wang Baoqiang jumped up and swung his fists wildly at the sky.

"We won! We won! Brother Chao is awesome!"

Baby clapped enthusiastically, her eyes curving into crescent moons.

"Copycat is amazing!"

Liu Xiang smiled and nodded beside him, clapping his hands lightly twice.

Deng Chao lay on his stomach at the top of the slope, rolled over, and lay on his back.

He raised his right fist to the sky, his voice cracking.

"Who else!"

Middle section of the slope.

Chen He was still hanging on the rope.

He froze the moment he heard the bell ring.

My grip loosened.

"Slurp!"

The person slid down the slope and landed on their bottom.

Soap bubbles splashed all over me.

He just sat there, looking up at Deng Chao, who was beaming with pride at the top of the slope.

Then, slowly extend a hand and point upwards.

"Deng Chao".

His voice was calm.

But her eyes welled up with tears.

"You pulled my pants."

"I'm not playing along with you about this!"

Deng Chao poked his head out from above, his face covered in mud, and managed an innocent expression.

"That was an accident."

"Accident?!"

Chen He's voice suddenly rose eight octaves.

"You grabbed my belt and pulled me down! You call that an accident?! You did it on purpose!"

Deng shrugged.

"I meant to pull your waist, but my hand slipped."

"A slip of the hand?!"

Chen He stood up, spun around in place, and sighed deeply.

"My cactus...my cactus was seen by the whole audience..."

Laughter never stopped beside the track.

Shen Teng leaned against Li Chen with his hands in his pockets.

"I told you, Hehe's highlight today was the cactus."

"It really is a cactus."

Upon hearing this, Chen He suddenly turned his head and glared at him.

"Shen Teng! Shut up!"

Shen Teng remained expressionless.

"I'm just stating the facts."

Zheng Kai squatted on the ground, laughing so hard he slapped the lawn.

"Hehe, don't be angry. Just consider it a contribution to the show."

"Contribute?" Chen He's voice was off-key. "I contributed my pants?!"

Li Chen walked over and patted him on the shoulder.

"Hehe, you've worked hard."

Just these five words.

Chen He almost couldn't hold back his emotions after holding them in for so long, and his nose tingled with tears.

"Brother Chen, you're the most reliable one."

He turned back and glanced at the slope again.

Deng Chao was slowly sliding down from above, his body covered in mud and soapy water, looking like a piece of performance art.

After landing, Deng Chao walked over and offered his hand.

"Hehe, we're rivals on the battlefield, but brothers off the battlefield."

Chen He looked at the hand.

It was covered in mud.

He slapped Deng Chao's hand away.

Don't give me that.

But he couldn't hold back his smile any longer.

Deng Chao chuckled and put his arm around his shoulder.

"Let's go change our clothes."

Chen He was being led by him toward the artists' cabin, muttering to himself.

"Remember this, Deng Chao, this isn't over."

"Fine, you decide."

"My pants are new."

I'll compensate you later.

"What's the point of paying for my pants? What about my dignity?"

"Dignity is worthless in variety shows."

Chen He stopped and glared at him.

Deng Chao's smile widened even more.

Chen Yang stood in the monitoring tent, watching the two of them walk and bicker as they went.

He said something into the walkie-talkie.

"Unit 5, follow the two of them, and also record their interaction during this part of the process of changing clothes."

Zhou Jianjun responded.

"Received, number five has caught up."

Chen Yang put down the walkie-talkie and glanced at Zhang Lei.

"We have enough assets for the first game."

Zhang Lei was flipping through the script book, nodding repeatedly.

"There are enough scenes to edit three versions of Wang Baoqiang's famous mud pit scene alone."

"And the part where Liu Xiang reached the top in fifteen seconds, that would be a bombshell if it were broadcast."

"Chen He's cactus..."

As he said this, he couldn't help but laugh.

Chen Yang's lips curved slightly.

"For the cactus part, just add a mosaic in post-production. Blurring it actually generates more buzz."

Zhang Lei gave a thumbs up.

"Director Chen, what's wrong with your brain?"

Twenty minutes later.

Deng Chao and Chen He changed into clean team uniforms and returned to the main recording console.

The eight people stood in two rows again.

Red Team: Deng Chao, Liu Xiang, Baby, Wang Baoqiang.

Green Team: Li Chen, Chen He, Zheng Kai, Shen Teng.

Deng Chao's hair was still wet, and mud stains remained behind his ears.

Chen He changed into a pair of sweatpants and stood there, his expression clearly saying, "I don't want to talk about what just happened."

Chen Yang walked up to the two teams and raised the megaphone.

He glanced at Chen He, then at Deng Chao.

First of all, congratulations to the Red Team.

"A 2-1 victory!"

The four members of the red team instantly exploded.

Deng Chao raised his arm and spoke in a very loud voice.

"Great! What did I tell you? The red team will win!"

Wang Baoqiang jumped up and gave Liu Xiang a high five.

"Brother Xiang! We won!"

Liu Xiang smiled and nodded, giving each of the three people a high-five.

Baby raises both hands high and claps vigorously.

"That's awesome! Our red team is amazing!"

The atmosphere on the green team's side was rather delicate.

Zheng Kai shrugged, his expression was alright.

"I won the first round, it's not my fault."

Li Chen nodded silently.

"Xiang Ge was too fast in the second round, that's normal."

Shen Teng spoke slowly.

"The third round isn't Hehe's fault either."

He paused for a moment.

"The main problem is the poor quality of the pants."

Chen He suddenly turned to look at him.

"Shen Teng!"

Shen Teng remained expressionless.

"I'm trying to comfort you."

"You call this comforting?!"

Chen He turned towards Chen Yang and stepped forward.

"Director Chen! I want to file a complaint!"

Chen Yang looked at him, his expression calm.

"What are you complaining about?"

"Deng Chao fouled!" Chen He pointed at Deng Chao sternly. "He pulled my pants! He deliberately pulled on his opponent's pants during the match! What is that if not a foul?"

Deng Chao stood behind, arms crossed, a relaxed smile on his face.

I pulled your waist, not your pants.

"Your hand is on my belt!"

That's because your pants are loose.

"My pants aren't loose! It's just that you're too heavy!"

Chen Yang watched the two people go back and forth, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

He raised the megaphone and ended the conversation with a single sentence.

"But the show's rules don't include a rule against pulling down your pants."

Chen He was completely stunned.

"What...?"